
[0192] is, I who am so interested in professions.
[0193] And to think I try
my best not to talk about myself.
[0194] In a moment I shall talk about
the cows, about the sky, if I can.
[0195] There I am then, he leaves me,
he's in a hurry.
[0196] He didn't seem to be in a hurry, he was loitering,
I've already said so, but after three minutes of me he is in a
hurry, he has to hurry.
[0197] I believe him.
[0198] And once again I am I
will not say alone, no, that's not like me, but,how shall I say,
I don't know, restored to myself, no, I never left myself, free,
yes, I don't know what that means but it's the word I mean to use,
free to do what, to do nothing, to know, but what, the laws of the
[0198] mind perhaps, of my mind, that for example water rises in proportion
as it drowns you and that you would do better, at least no worse,
to obliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes
of words till all is blank and flat and the whole ghastly business
looks like what it is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery.
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